so, according to Indonesia, I’m Lady Gaga? um, okay then, I totally see the resemblance. (not even a little bit, actually). seriously, I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve had random Indonesians call me Lady Gaga both in Bali and Jakarta (and I’ve only been in Jakarta since 6pm yesterday…). Lolwhut?
also, I will say after over an hour of dancing around my room in my underwear listening to Die Antwoord, and sweating despite it being air conditioned, that I think it does count as legitimate exercise. I’ll have to do it more often.